Yeats once
described poetry as countless unseen hours in an effort to create something
that appears effortless…
“A line will take us hours
maybe;
Yet if it does not seem a
moment’s thought,
Our stitching and unstitching
has been naught.”
Dare I say farming
is the same way? When a farmer markets their product the image they
put forth is always ideal: red barns, hay fields, old wooden cider presses, and
cows dotting a hillside. Just look on the package of any food product and you will see exactly that. But the fact of the matter- and I know
everyone knows this deep inside- is that farming is grueling, angry, dirty and
disparaging work. It’s a constant
outpouring of physical and psychological energy.
I was thinking this
because when people look at my life they imagine I have the best of both
worlds. I live/work on a beautiful farm and I must be making a decent living…
15$ a bottle, 550 gallons, that’s like $40,000.
But ignoring, of course, the taxes, wholesale, overhead and all the
other costs that reduce the income by two thirds (actually even more), what
people don’t see is the 15 hour days, day after day, frantically working
to wrap-up a task just to start on the next 'urgent job' from a queue of never
ending urgent jobs.
But like all farm products, if it doesn’t appear a simple
creation of nature, our pain and struggle will be for naught.
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